Total pages in book: 173
Estimated words: 174632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 873(@200wpm)___ 699(@250wpm)___ 582(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 174632 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 873(@200wpm)___ 699(@250wpm)___ 582(@300wpm)
“Daddy, I’m sorry I was a bit grouchy,” she added hastily in case he was thinking of spanking her again.
But he just crowded her against the wall and kissed her. When he drew back, she was breathless.
“What . . . what are you doing?” she whispered as he drew off her hat and gloves, then his own, putting them in his backpack.
“I’m going to give you a treat for being such a good girl.”
Oh. She liked the sound of that. But . . .
“Here?”
“Yep, right here.” He removed her jacket before spinning her around and pressing her hands to the wall. “Keep your hands there.”
“But I want to touch you.”
“Nope. This is your reward and it’s all about you.” He cupped her breasts, kneading them before slipping one hand under her dress to tease her nipples.
“But touching you is a reward.”
“I love that, baby girl. But you’re going to let me take care of you right now. You have to be very quiet and quick, though. We don’t want to get caught.”
Bloody hell. That just made her needier. A small whine escaped and he nipped the back of her neck in retaliation.
“Hush, baby girl. You need to be good.” His hand went down the front of her tights, searching under her knickers. “Widen your legs.”
As she parted her legs, he ran his fingers along her slick lips. “Fuck, you’re already wet for me. I’m going to make you feel so good.” He pressed two fingers inside her and she moaned, rubbing herself against his hand for more friction.
“Easy, shh. Be quiet.” He removed his hand and she reached for it. “Be a good girl for Daddy.”
He pushed her tights and knickers down her legs and then pushed his fingers inside her from behind. With his other hand, he reached around and played with her clit.
He fucked her with his fingers hard and fast, his fingers sure and firm on her clit until she came in a rush. A tremble rocked her body and she nearly screamed. Thankfully, she remembered where they were and bit down on her lip to hold it in.
He slowed his movements, bringing her back to earth before turning her in his arms and hugging her tight.
She was boneless, exhausted. And she felt so good.
“I love you, Daddy.”
“I love you too, my baby. Come on. Let’s get you home.”
Home.
She loved the sound of that. Almost as much as she loved the three of them.
EPILOGUE
“Hello, Miss Maggie. I hear you’ve come in for a check-up.”
She gave the doctor a nervous look. “I have, Doctor. But . . . is it usual to conduct an examination in a bedroom?”
“It’s not your job to ask questions, young lady.” Jameson gave her a stern look. “I have put a sheet down to catch any . . . bodily fluids. So you can be assured that it is sterile.”
Uh. It was?
He reached into his doctor’s bag and drew out two gloves. She glanced over at Ian and then at Jack. Ian was leaning against the wall, dressed in pants and a T-shirt. While Jack was sitting in a chair by the bed.
Wearing just gray tracksuit bottoms.
Lord help her now.
“Now, Miss Maggie. I’m given to understand that you have been having . . . urges. And that the physical response of your body to these urges is alarming your guardian.” He nodded to Ian.
“Oh, um. Yes.” She had a feeling she wasn’t very good at this role play. But no one said anything. In fact, Jack looked like he was about ready to burst with excitement. “Who is he?” She pointed at Jack.
“Miss Maggie.” The doctor shook his head. “It is very rude to point.” He turned to Ian. “Have you been noticing a lapse in her manners with these urges?”
“I have,” Ian replied.
What? That was so mean.
“That’s what I was afraid of. We might need to do some deep exploratory work to uncover what is going on.”
Oh. Um. Okay.
“Jack is my assistant. He will be helping me today. Also, I should inform you that if you need to use your safeword, you can at any stage.”
He said it in the same tone of voice. And of course, she knew she could. That they would never push her for more than she was willing to give. But she felt better for hearing Jameson say that.
“Are you ready to proceed?” Jameson asked.
“Yes.”
“Yes, Sir, or yes, Doctor,” he said.
“Yes, Doctor.”
“Good girl.”
The praise went straight to her pussy. It was the most bizarre thing but those words seemed to have a direct line to her clit.
“My assistant is now going to help you strip and lie down on the bed.”
Holy moly.
Jack got up and walked over, his chest on display. Her mouth watered with the need to kiss him, touch him, lick him.
He winked at her, putting her at ease before he started stripping every item of clothing off her.